Cabin In The Woods•t.k•

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2 WEEKS PRIOR
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THE Young girl flipped through multiple channels on the worn out box TV, nothing but commercials showed on screen.

"God, they don't even have TLC" She sighed, tossing the remote to her side.

She looked towards the clean and sadly empty kitchen, the fridge door was open. She walked up to it and slowly closed the door, the creaking sounding through the cabin.

"Where the heck is he? It's been almost an hour. He should've been back by now."

The girl's boyfriend had left to get the groceries they needed for their week-long vacation out in the woods. She was against it at first, but he insisted that they needed time to themselves after their stressful days at work. So, she agreed.

She looked around in the cabinets to find something, anything that could ease her hunger. But there was nothing but a cobweb in the back corner.

"Gross." She whispered to herself, closing the cabinets before walking over to the couch once more, jumping onto its cushions.

She grabbed her phone, checking if there was any service she could use to call her boyfriend. Nothing.

She groaned, putting her hands behind her head. She might as well just take a nap.

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The girl turned her head to the front door, and then to the closet that was open a crack. Where the hell was that coming from?

She got up from the couch, smoothing down her red sweater, and slowly walked towards the door and looked out the window, she was just tall enough to see the lawn.

Her eyes widened, and she gaped at what she saw.
His car was still outside. He hadn't even left.

A scowl spread across her face as she reached towards the handle, twisting it and swinging the door open.

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The girl let out a loud screech, clutching her hands to her chest.

Her boyfriend really hadn't even left.
He hung upside down, his boy steadily swaying in the wind, the shirt he was wearing had been torn off, and the letter V had been carved into his chest, blood slowly ran from the large wound and down to the other blood source on his neck.

The boy's neck had been slit, and the blood rushed down his face, dripping from his hair and onto the porch deck.

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The girl kept screaming, even as she felt the pierce of a knife going through her back and out her stomach.

She slowly turned her head at the breath on her neck. Tears streaming down her face and she whimpered at what she saw.

A young man, with dark brown hair. His eyes widened crazily, blood splattered on his face and clothes.
He gave a low giggle as he moved the blade inside her, earning a scream of pain from the girl.

"You're not my jagiya, why are you here?"

As the girl's vision faded, the one thing she would never forget even if she was dead.

Was the wide and eerie smile on his face.

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Hey ya'll, this is the prologue- if you couldn't already tell lmao.

I've been so dizzy lately it's crazy. Plus my iron deficiency just LOVES to act up 💀

-Hannah
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